Luyện nghe bài hát Hung And Bled

Trying to his murders
The maniac the heart, stops the flow
up the blood's a problem
He now solves, through heels
and bled

Corpses are by their feet
Swaying, dripping, bloody of meat
Fastened to the leaking gore
Splashing down to the

Corpses he turning pale
All the blood drained his grail
Fastened to the ceiling, dry and
Fluids of life have been
and bled

Congealing fluids the stench
septic gruel
Putrid slop licks the of his dungeon
A gruesome meal, rancid feast, on death

Corpses dangle, lifeless, and cold
Rotting flesh, the hooks lose their hold
Stenching body falls the ground
Bones and flesh a mound

killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those drop
Blood, he like wine, their flesh, his bread
In his maw red
and bled

Oozing blood the butcher's
Soak the concrete,
Halls of dread with death
Ornate crimes, stalactites made of
Festooned innards

life, sentient place
The stone breathe
Hungry soul, it can
A genuine hell

Created by the butcher, he control
Owner and property change their
Constantly feeding the gluttonous
He once ruled the chamber, now his tomb

Hung by feet, drained of blood
Swallowed by death, greed of this
Bodies decay, by evil
to this hell he creates, undying

Corpses are suspended by their
Swaying, dripping, bloody piece of
Fastened to the ceiling gore
down to the floor

Corpses he suspended pale
All the drained into his grail
to the ceiling, dry and dead
Fluids of have been shed
and bled